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Who: Alexander, Anthony, Bakura, Banagher, Hajime, John, Lyall, Ravindra, Reilanin & Vanessa
Where: Alex & Ravi's apartment
When: Friday, Sept. 13th (ooooh)
What: Movie night!
Warnings: --

[ and so it happened that tonight was a movie night slightly different from the one alex, anthony, john (and ravindra, when he wanted to be included) had grown accustomed to -- namely, the volume of bodies had doubled, plus two. the cats were split in opinion; adhirat sought shelter in ravi's room, while olivia got cozy with anyone who'd give her the time of day and gomez poked around and occasionally darted off.

the more the merrier -- for anthony's sake, partially, as holing up in an apartment couldn't have been very fun (thought alex) while his peers enjoyed (or enjoyed to hate) school. bakura was a friend of his, so alex was more than happy to have him over. lyall could always use a break. hajime had been an invaluable asset at the water bust and seemed like a swell guy. john was an 'of course'; a founding member of movie night and someone alex got along with splendidly. vanessa, well.

vanessa could do with the company of good people. she seemed to get along with banagher fine, too, and alex was fond of both of them.

as for reilanin, he was basically continuing to offer the branch of friendship, or something like it. he'd actually been surprised when she accepted the invitation. as a librarian, she was probably familiar with the movie they'd be watching tonight.

twilight (or the save the earth equivalent of). ]

[ ooc: more or less a mingle log! throw up your own threads, go hog wild, yeah!
here's the apartment layout for reference. they're on the second floor! ]

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[ after everyone (or mostly everyone) has arrived, alex steps out of the kitchen and into the living room, lifting a hand and calling for their attention. once he's got (most of) it, he drops his hand to his neck, holding it a little nervously, and smiles awkwardly. ]

Hey, sooo... Since you're all here and you're probably gonna want a drink, uh...

[ suddenly, he points to the refrigerator with both thumbs over his shoulder. ] There's drinks, by the way!

[ he drops one hand to his side while the other resumes position at his neck. when he continues talking, his eyes are on the ceiling, not them. ]

In the interest of full disclosure, Iiiiiii am actually! [ he rolls up on his toes for that one. ] A vampire, so there's blood in there. That isn't jello. Well, I mean, it is jello, but it's not the kind you want to eat, so, yeah. It's there so I don't eat you. Don't touch it.

[ he looks in the general direction of the living room, but not actually at anyone in it. damn, perfect osmosis of ravi's eye contact avoidance technique. ] And please don't-- I mean, try to keep it to yourselves?

...

[ well, that answers that question. being at the library was one thing, but coming into someone else's apartment is a whole new ballgame.

get it, ballgame. vampires. twilight.

yeah okay anyway.

she was actually surprised to see some familiar faces, namely ravindra, lyall and anthony, though she was having trouble placing the young man. she was surprised at the number of people there, and considered opening a window before too long.

but for now, she sits on the floor, knees folded up to her chest, with olivia watching her fingers as she taps them on the carpet beside her and swiping at them before simply rolling onto them affectionately. it's nice. cats don't usually like her.

she looks up to alexander and tilts her head a little at the statement before her eyes slide away. ah, she freaked out a little, shut him out a bit after that last echo... she didn't know how he felt about it, but since he hadn't said anything and didn't seem to be reacting too harshly to it, she wouldn't either.

she leans over a little to inspect everyone else. all network people?... randalph, of course, she knew, but what did everyone else have going on?... ]

What movie are we watching...?

[[Oddly enough (for those who don't know him, anyway), Bakura's face lights up at this admittance and he sits up straight in his seat on the couch]] Really?!

[[A million questions in his mind. A million and a half and they're all starting to come out in a jumble of THIS IS SO COOL!]]

Have any of the powers that go with it or just the downsides? Where do you get your supply and why jello? It doesn't ruin it mixing it up that way? Do you know what type you are? This a garlic free zone so I know next time I bring snacks? How far along is it?

[[Someone might... want to get him to shut up. Else he's going to keep going... and going...]]

Bakura....

[Lyall's voice is both resigned and warning. Because He knows how Bakura can get. He, of course, is not surprised at all but the announcement, because he knew about this already. He does, however, look vaguely satisfied that it has come out, and that Alex is actually feeding himself. He adds, so that Bakura doesn't pout too much:]

Questions can come later, preferably in private, if Alex says it's all right.

[ Alex blinks about as rapidly as Bakura fires off his questions, awkward smile turning into a blank, "holy god what" smile. wowowowow that is not a reaction he'd been expecting. ]

Um! [ oh, right. he waves casually. ] It's alright, Randy. Uhhh...

Yes! [ pointing at Bakura like he'd been correct. ] This is a garlic free zone. No garlic. It's very tragic, the worst change to come.

[ Reilanin's reaction is one he's more concerned about, though that makes little sense given that she ate people and he... took sustenance from people without having to grievously injure them. it's doubly dumb because she already knows he's a vampire -- that memory spilled the beans before he had the chance to ( and he's not exactly chomping at the bit to tell anyone. it's only fair that he warn the people here, given what he was capable of doing, regardless of how well-stocked he currently is.)

of course, he can't glean an ounce of useful information from her reaction, only a faint worry that she's taken his admission negatively.

he presses his hand further into his neck. ]

Twilight. You seen it?

[[The teen had almost sheepishly frozen at Lyall's reprimand before all but slinking back in his seat, but perked up again at the assurance that it was fine.]]

So no garlic, got it! [[trying to hold back, trying to hold back--]] Any other things to watch out for? Not that I think anyone would have holy water or anything like that on them! [[a small laugh.]]

I can still enter churches, so I'm guessing I'm okay on the holy front. Unnnnnnless that changed with the-- say, okay, have you ever felt a pulse, but didn't know what you got? Because that's happened to me, like, man, I don't know how many times already.

Just once, I think. So stuff you haven't figured out, huh? Maybe do a small series of trials? Poke at a stereotypical vampire weakness just a small bit to see if it hurts? So you wouldn't be caught by surprise.

[John and Anthony had come in bearing several, several dozens of the edible things now left sitting somewhere in the span between the entrance to the apartment and the kitchen. They're white, vaguely-rounded lumps that contain many small lemon-yellow specks.

Anthony isn't hanging close - is stealing pettily anxious glances over from time to time watch for if they're being found to be worth taken or for any indicators of approval. Or disapproval - after the perfectionistic process of making that many batches to bake something closer and closer to proper, please don't let it have been a mistake to have nothing but a relatively-plain and probably still amateurishly-baked thing like meringue to bring over.

That silly-ish and obligatory concern aside Anthony's in fine spirits, and for a few reasons all the more glad and at-ease that as many are also over this Friday as there are - he's minding his posture, if actively; he remains hovering and standing about just out of the way but "keeping track" of everyone else in the room, not pausing too long on small and polite but sincere smiles on eye contact.]

[Anthony recognizes her on sight - and likewise - all the months it's been - can't instantaneously place her with something in his head giving him a spur to stay back, turn around - reined and overridden by quick-acting sense. She's here. All here are network, and Alex has just openly announced himself as a vampire in front of them all -- and with the lines connected, focus zooms in on exactly who he remembers her as.]

-- Ms. Bainbridge...?

[His voice peters thin and sheepish as he moves in - a tad, and halts at a point just far in enough to have announced his presence, hopefully.]

Lyall had actually read this book. He wasn't terribly impressed by it, but so many of his students had read it, that he felt like he really ought to. The movie wasn't really any better, in his opinion. So he didn't stay put for most of it, moving to the snacks and the drinks, and occasionally wandering to a window, with only part of his attention on the actual movie and most of it on the people in the apartment.

You aren't helping to teach him manners,

[Is Lyall's comment to the whole affair, sipping at the drink he'd already poured himself.]

But he's right, too. You should test it. I tested garlic, myself, with Hajime, before the whole werewolf thing was obvious.

-- Have you tried - crosses? -- Yet? [Anthony fixes his look over a tad more directly, eyes somewhat widened - in curiosity and these probably being excellent concerns indeed. Avoids moving forward - given that he keeps one with him it seems prudent to simply ask.]

[Vanessa had spent a long time thinking over the invitation to this movie night. She still wasn't sure how awkward things were after her last visit to Alex and Ravi's apartment and, besides that, most of the people there were still strangers.

She might have also circled the block a few times before finally showing up at the door with an offering of a bag of popcorn, because move night and all. Since then she'd grabbed a seat on an arm of the couch to wait for the movie to start.

And then Alex's announcement beforehand had given her something else entirely to worry about. She's quiet all through the first round of questions, before finally looking up toward him.]

If you try to eat me, I'll kick your ass.

[Yeah. She's cool with it.]

Hajime had, unfortunately, seen this movie before. He'd somehow gotten roped into bringing his sister and a bunch of her friends to see it when it was out in the theater. He remembered his feelings of disgust rather well, and he also hadn't forgotten the ensuing "if a guy treats you like that, I will beat him to a pulp" discussion he'd had with his sister later on.

And here he was, stuck with the same terrible movie once more. This left him with only one course of action. He'd fallen asleep on the floor slumped against the couch, clearly not at all enthralled by the movie. This might not have meant anything to anyone were it not for the fact that he was starting to snore rather loudly.

[Hajime had arrived carrying a box of sushi, and when he set that down, he couldn't help but notice the cookies. He is definitely interested in the cookies. He doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, but that doesn't mean he ignores sweets entirely. He's considering them for a moment, trying to decide what sort they are.]

[At first, Hajime thinks this is going to be a normal sort of movie night opening speech. Here are the drinks, there's the bathroom, that sort of thing. He wasn't expecting that last little bit.

He's quiet at that, hanging back and letting ~~Bakura~~ the others pepper Alex with questions. Not like he's particularly bothered by it; a vampire seems more normal than a gigantic bug. There's an understanding nod at Alex's request to keep it quiet. He can understand that; he didn't want anyone knowing about his green blood at first, but he'd given up hiding it when the transformation became too pronounced to even think of hiding.]

[ he sucks in a breath, making an odd, but thoughtful, face. ]

Nnno crosses, not yet. The sun hasn't lit me up like MJ's hair, so I'm safe on that front for now.

[ he leans back against the island separating the kitchen and the living room, palm on the flat of the seat. ]

I dunno what else is supposed to be bad for vampires. I can still enter houses fine.

[ that would be a problem if he couldn't, given his job as a paramedic. ]

But anyway, I, uh, I just wanted to let you guys know since you're, you know, in a confined area with a... yeah. [ straightening ] So if you wanna leave, that's okay!

[ fun fact: alex isn't much for sweets -- he likes pastries, but he's terribly picky about them because most are too sweet for his preference. the apple fritters he enjoys and shared with cinderella and the apple pie he baked for arthur and cinderella's labor day party were both not as sweet as you'd expect of something from, say, safeway or another supermarket.

and now that his diet's changed, his physiology has similarly altered to match it. solid food is something he has to be sparing with.

in other words, if it weren't for the fact that it's obvious anthony and john have made these meringues, alex would pass on them. instead, he picks one up and turns around, biting into it as his eyes roam the room for anthony. target located, he lifts the half-bitten meringue and asks, regardless of distance and food in his mouth, ]

You made these?

[All right, that one surprises Lyall. He raises his brows at Alex.]

Don't be ridiculous, Alex. What kind of hypocrites do you think we are?

[After all: werewolf, bug warrior man, spirit-snake summoner, potential other werewolf, and undead of some persuasion. And that's just the half of people here he knows.]

[ he throws her an offended, aghast look. ]

No way! I'd get metal poisoning from you.

Mm, no. I don't watch television or movies very much.

[ a slow, almost sedate way of talking, no different from the norm, as though she were in no hurry to speak at all. ]

It's more for younger audiences though, isn't it?...

[ ...well, all right, there are younger people in the audience... two of whom are her brother's age, or close enough to. there's a moment where she pokes her tongue against her cheek and she shrugs, her expression still unreadable ]

It'll be all right.

[ all kinds of different smells, all kinds of different people. her sight hasn't improved, her hearing is still normal, but every person that steps in the door is a momentary affront to her senses all the same, until she can sort each scent and file it away, though something... smells off. Maybe it's just her?

there's no real reaction on her face to alexander's admission- did she already know? or is that just normal for her, who always seems to go about things so calmly. she seems more interested in the cat showering affection and fur on her.

but the sound of her name has her looking up again, going over the faces a second time, not having recognize anthony right away simply due to her own inability to recall other people, of being unable to right away disconnect him from his place in the library. but it's his voice that she recognizes, the somewhat timid questioning that she's experienced often enough to remember. ]

Ah- Anthony?

[ she sees him now, and connects sight and smell together. she hasn't seen him in some time. has he...? alexander said there would be other network people, but she did not expect-

no, she doesn't know what to expect at all with this ]

You are Anthony, are you not?

I daresay you're in perfectly good company, Alexander.

[ a little on the dry side. she nudges the cat at her side and gets a chirrup and stretch in response ]

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